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"Throughout history, common people have not fought against officials. Acting like this will only invite trouble to our family!" Lu's father sighed. He was accustomed to being weak, and even when facing his own son, he would instinctively choose to yield whenever Lu Bu became determined. "What is a mere village chief?" Lu Bu disdainfully remarked. Although the villagers regarded the village chief as the highest authority they would ever encounter, it was not comparable to the county officials governed by the imperial court. The position of village chief was often assumed by influential local families, who held control over the majority of the village's land. The villagers themselves were mere tenants under the village chief's rule. While the village chief wielded considerable power, it was confined to that small territory. From Lu Bu's perspective, eliminating the village chief wouldn't pose much of a challenge. Lu Bu's father, feeling the weight of Lu Bu's words, sighed and said, "Fine, we can't stay here any longer. Let us pack our belongings and prepare to leave this place, seeking another way of life." Lu Bu couldn't understand why he should fear a mere village chief. However, that night, tragedy struck his family. Their house caught fire, and his mother and sister were burned to death in the blaze. Lu Bu managed to help his father escape, but their home was completely destroyed. He didn't know who was responsible for the fire, and at that moment, he didn't even feel the need to find out. Some people hurriedly ran back in retreat in the darkness. Lu Bu swiftly grabbed his bow and arrows and shot at them one after another. His veins pulsed with strong hatred and fury. With his hatchet hanging from his waist, he slowly pursued the arsonists, his rage guiding his steps. Those individuals clearly didn't expect Lu Bu to be so resolute. They had just caused a disaster, and now Lu Bu was already seeking revenge by taking their lives. As the villagers fell one by one under Lu Bu's arrows, there was no trace of mercy in their assailant’s eyes. These villagers were often arrogant and domineering, but their behavior was limited to taking advantage of village folk. They never expected their actions would result in a deadly arson. However, what surprised them even more was the ruthlessness with which Lu Bu killed. He didn't resemble a twelve-year-old child at all. "Bu’er, I'm sorry, please don't kill me! It was the village chief who told me to set your house on fire! I don't know anything else. Spare me, please!" A villager fell to his knees in front of Lu Bu, and being fellow villagers, Lu Bu naturally recognized him. However, at this moment, Lu Bu had no intention of sparing anyone. He swiftly drew his hatchet and slit the man's throat, staining Lu Bu's tear-streaked face with fresh blood. It had been a long time since he last shed tears. After killing the last person, Lu Bu didn't go back. Instead, he found two quivers of arrows and then picked up a torch, setting fire to different parts of the village. He believed that everyone was an accomplice, and he was determined to destroy everything. Finding a vantage point, Lu Bu blocked the entrance of Lu Hong's house, shooting down anyone who came out. The surroundings were engulfed in flames, leaving only the main entrance open for them to escape, but Lu Bu stood guard. Lu Hong never imagined that this young man would be so ruthless, directly setting the entire estate on fire. As the flames grew more intense, feelings of regret welled up within him. He desperately rushed to the front gate, wanting to say something, but a piercing arrow flew through the air and pierced his thigh. Overwhelmed by pain, Lu Hong fell to his knees, and as he looked up, he saw Lu Bu's wolf-like eyes, filled with a gaze that seemed to devour him. The fire grew stronger as Lu Hong listened to the desperate cries of his kinsmen. He frantically kowtowed to Lu Bu, pleading, "Bu’er, it's my fault. I'm willing to pay with my life. I beg you, please spare my family, especially the elderly and the young. Your aunt once held you in her arms, have you forgotten?" Lu Bu remained cold and indifferent, observing everything. Amidst the cries, curses could be heard, and despite Lu Hong's desperate pleas, they did not elicit the slightest hint of mercy from Lu Bu. What filled his heart was only intense disgust and hatred. It was only after all the voices disappeared and Lu Hong was engulfed by the flames that Lu Bu finally lowered his bow. However, the overwhelming hatred in his chest did not dissipate with this...

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